Hana's Point Of View

The sun shone tickling my naked feet. The sound of rustling leaves and slow breeze caressed my cheek. Eyes fluttering regaining some light to my sight.

It should not be this breezy in my room~

Who let the window open?

I opened an eye trying to process where I was.

A garden came to view. Look familiar with its small pond, makeshift bridge.

Ow~ My small lawn of paradise.

But something was odd.

Heartbeats under my left ear.

Heaving chest caressing my cheek making me looked up.

A plump lip. Exquisite nose. Long lashes...

Blond hair.

Jimin.

His left hands tangled with mine on his chest.

"Don't leave me, Jimin."

"Please stay."

"I need you,"

I recalled being answered by him embracing me onto his chest.

A tear of relieved stain my cheek, thanking the heaven that, for once, a handsome man like Jimin was able, NO~ wanting to be here. Accompanying me in my worst state.

A shudder from me apparently waking him as he moves slightly.

"Hana~"

A kiss on my forehead should make me froze but I just absorbed them for strength for now.

He didn't talk or make an effort to fill the silence.

And that's what I adore about Jimin.

Giving me much space and privacy. But when I need someone, he's always there.

Like an invisible knight.

I smile for that very notion.

"What's on your mind right now Hana?"

"Gym."

"Piggy back."

"Crutches."

"Blackshirt."

"Ice- cream."

"Lamp."

"Kimchi."

Eyes brimming with tears as I stated all those things that reminded me of Jungkook. In my mind.

Silence~

" I'm sorry, Jimin,"

Silence~

His embrace tightened as he held me to his chest.